This Song Is Called You.

1. Workaholic Kimhan.

It's time to come back.
After deciding to give their couple a chance, dethroning Khun Korn, eliminating the threat of Madam Koi Aka Nampueng, coming back from the dead... Kim and Chay decided to star working together.

The last chapter ended with our favorite couple getting ready to perform their new songs...Well, it's time to find out:

how are they going to maintain their idol image? As well as maintaining their authority within the mafia? What could they possibly face again ? Well, sometimes, love isn't enough.

Here is the first chapter 😺 :

It was a quiet morning, yet as he went into the living room, Porsche was amazed to discover his little brother, Porchay, playing on his phone.

"Porchay??"

Porsche rubbed his eyes, he couldn't believe that his little brother who had gone on tour with the other idiot all over Asia, was casually sitting in his living room.

Chay raised his big doe eyes up to look at his brother and he smiled as he stood up, he immediately took him in his arms:

"Hia! I missed you so damn much !"

Tankhun arrived wearing a neon pink bathrobe and a butterfly-shaped headband, the eldest of the family yawned, before looking at the two brothers:

" OI...You are very touching with all this brotherly love, but do it elsewhere, it is still too early in the morning, I want to have lunch in peace."

Porsche rolled his eyes before glancing around the living room, then arched an eyebrow, "Where's the other one?"

Porchay crossed his arms, puffing out his cheeks. "He's already gone back to the studio."

Tankhun who had crossed the room to get a cup of coffee, plopped down on a comfortable seat and yawned again before asking wearily :

"Did you have a fight again?"

Porsche immediately frowned before going to sit down at the table, to drink a coffee too. Chay just sighed before pulling out his phone to play again.

Kinn arrived soon after, and immediately noticed the moody atmosphere. He approached Porsche and tried to steal a kiss from him but the latter ignored him and grumbled.

"You two too? Why ? Oh gosh." Tankhun's tone was tired, he immediately massaged his eyes, looking even more tired than the day before.

Kinn gave him a helpless look and he greeted Porchay. Of course, Kim's absence comes up right away...

"Hello, Nong Chay, you're not with..."

"P'Kim has already gone back to work at the studio. He's a workaholic..."

Tankhun chuckled, before sipping his coffee. He stood up like a show-ready diva even climbed onto the table before clearing his throat:

" My dear family, it looks like big brother Tankhun is taking matters into his own hands. This time, I won't take sides. No, Porsche you can't be jealous of the waiter last night because Kinn didn't do anything. Kinn stop being an idiot for once and recognize that Porsche's feelings are SOMETIMES legitimate. Nong Porchay, yes, Kim works a lot but NO he doesn't love you any less anyway... And that damn Kim, if he is working so much that you feel bad about it, tell him to come back here, I'll kick his ass for you."

On his words, Tankhun left, his head held high, he had been living with Kinn and Porrsche again for several months, and the daily dramas bored him more and more. Lately, he was more into stalking his crush, Doctor Top.

"Porsche, are you jealous because of the waiter from last night?" Kinn exclaimed, looking confused.

"Oh please, you're still here looking like a lost puppy..." Porsche glared.

Sensing the argument coming on, Porchay got up quickly and left the room unnoticed. He looked for the keys of his apartment, the one Kimhan had bought for their two year couple anniversary... And they had been together for five years now.

Chay opened his door with a tired sigh, he had flown eight hours to return to Thailand, and he had wanted to go home to see his brother.
While Kimhan.... Kim was really a workaholic. He sometimes worked so hard that Chay took charge of their Independent Organization, even though the latter mainly served as a secret army for Kinn, to be honest. Their men weren't so useful, things had been quite peaceful lately.

"Meow!"

Han, their kitten, ran into Porchay's legs and he began to purr. It was a bit like their baby, Porchay had insisted for months to have a cat, but Kim was reluctant, he didn't want to make his angel sad, saying that one day the cat will die... It had earned him a long scolding session from his lover, who considered P'Kim too gloomy. Seriously, Han was only six months !

Chay sighed, he headed to their room, of course everything was clean because Kimhan hired a guard to take care of everything while they were gone.

"Hello young master!" exclaimed Nine, their private guard.

The man was older than Porchay, but his cheerful demeanor made him look younger, he finished folding a blue t-shirt with a big, ugly kitten on it, and stood up, bending over respectfully.

"Hello, P'Nine. You can go if you want, I am going to take a nap..."

"Yes, sir, rest well..."

Nine was about to leave, the tshirt still in his hands and Porchay looked at him in surprise:

"Wait, P'Nine, why are you taking this tshirt??? It's a gift I gave to P'Kim... Were are you going with it ?"

"Oh....Khun Kimhan asked me to...No, nope, nothing, I probably didn't understand his order ha ha... Please, don't mind me. Have a good rest, my dear master."

Porchay smirked, his dear lover had been trying to get rid of his ugly tshirt for years now. Well, too bad for him
Porchay, let the guard go, anyway, he had bought a hundred equally ugly t-shirts and on every P'Kim's birthday, he offered a different t-shirt and forced Kim to wear the gift during all evening. Last year, it was a t-shirt pink with a big panda on it...

"Hmm.... Just a single game, and I sleep!"

Porchay turned on the laptop, he started playing his favorite game before a strange email caught his attention.
He clicked on the small window and read the email, frowning:

"Khun X,

Thank you for responding so quickly to our email. We are sorry to hear that your schedule is so busy, but we remain open on all dates that you might like.

We will be happy to welcome you on stage to promote our product. However, our brand is for families and married couples, and to avoid any rumors that could harm our image and yours, would it be possible not to take your young guitarist with you? We have heard of some stupid rumours, and until things gets clearer, we would like too only work with WIK. Of course, this remains purely confidential, and we are deeply sorry to request such a thing...

We trust you, and hope for your positive response shortly.

Sincerely yours, the BrushBlushBoom team."

Porchay's heart sank, since he had started working alongside WIK, the rumors about them had gotten worse.... And it was all just getting started.